I Am
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Megan Lanham, Grade 7
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Poetry
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2008
I Am
I am the sky glistening sweetly
Watching people from above.
I am the the birds calling out,
Their sweet sounds piercing my ears.
I am the golden sun,
A bright, shimmering light.
I am a great gust of wind,
Shaking leaves off trees, my power menacing
I am a drip of water,
Falling from the tap. Plop, Plop,Plop.
I am white fluffy clouds,
Falling asleep, a white blanket over my lap.